Rushing thoughts and scattered mind
bleeding lips, blind eyes.
Deaf ears and mute lips,
choking sobs...
STOP! They're staring.
Shaking hands, blinking eyes,
reaching out and going in.
Your mind is going dear child,
so why do you bother holding on?
Underwater situations,
labored breathing, keep up the pace.
Keep on working, just go on.
Breaking limits, and pushing through-
screw it. Pass the scissors and glue.
Author notes
I will probably re write this. Again. I'm just so tired right now.
Anyway, my biggest fear is breaking down in public, letting people know what a freak, how weak I am.
A contest entry
- tears, fears, and everything inbetween by nobodys-girl.
700 points, ended May 4, 2008, 55 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - The Sum of All My Fears by andywontdie.
4500 points, ended May 5, 2008, 20 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Be harsh, be specific.
Comments
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not to make fun of anyone's fear, but there were parts of this i found quite humorous and could see myself doing, or probably already have done lol. I like how this was presented in a scattered, slightly paranoid way. Thanks for your entry and good luck!
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I make fun of my own fear all the time, so it works.
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i used to have that fear to, people knowing how weak i am. now i cry whenever i need to and it's a lot less stressful. thank you so much for entering my contest and best of luck!
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